BRILLIANCE!!!
It was confounding when it hit me. I came out of the bathroom yelling "REVELATION!" . The thoughts came from nowhere while I was in the bathroom. It is funny, really, out of all places.
The plan was solid, there was no breaks. Everything fell into place perfectly. "My purpose set, my will defined. Caress the air, embrace the skies."
I'm going to join the Army, get them to pay for all my loans and all that crap in one fell swoop. Get the 25M job of Multimedia Illustrator. Get the training, and when I get out, join the Guild Hall.
Yes, the Guild Hall. That expensive ass college for people that want to program and do character design for games.
But alas...at 10:25 AM as of this writing it hits me. Not only do I remember the great things about the college, the bad things surface as well.
That presentation they had, they told the horrors. The people, who worked so hard, the sacrafices they made, the times they stayed up to outside of the parking lot so they can connect to the network....Do I really have what it takes to go all the way?
Can I really go all the way, at the Guild Hall? I felt so invigorated, and a feeling of brilliance when this plan came to be. I felt so proud as well, I told Bryan, my roommate, "I wish I had this revelation 2 years ago."
Everyone wants me to join so I can just perhaps get clarification, some purpose, some focus. I found it....but now , conflict.
I want to do it, I felt so giddy. "To draw, for a living." A past-time I love, maybe not more than playing games, but I love nonetheless. My creativity, my imagination is second to none, and yet even though I don't possess the skill like Fred from Megatokyo to tap into it/make up for it when there is none to retrieve, I feel like this is what I want to do.
But the real question is, CAN I GO ALL THE WAY?. Willing to try, yes. I do not offer much, but the chance of success is the real doubting answer here.
The plan, dashed and exposed to abrasion the moment it was conceived. Time will tell, will it not? Now I sign off, 10:34 AM. *sigh* we shall leave this for the moment.
The plan was solid, there was no breaks. Everything fell into place perfectly. "My purpose set, my will defined. Caress the air, embrace the skies."
I'm going to join the Army, get them to pay for all my loans and all that crap in one fell swoop. Get the 25M job of Multimedia Illustrator. Get the training, and when I get out, join the Guild Hall.
Yes, the Guild Hall. That expensive ass college for people that want to program and do character design for games.
But alas...at 10:25 AM as of this writing it hits me. Not only do I remember the great things about the college, the bad things surface as well.
That presentation they had, they told the horrors. The people, who worked so hard, the sacrafices they made, the times they stayed up to outside of the parking lot so they can connect to the network....Do I really have what it takes to go all the way?
Can I really go all the way, at the Guild Hall? I felt so invigorated, and a feeling of brilliance when this plan came to be. I felt so proud as well, I told Bryan, my roommate, "I wish I had this revelation 2 years ago."
Everyone wants me to join so I can just perhaps get clarification, some purpose, some focus. I found it....but now , conflict.
I want to do it, I felt so giddy. "To draw, for a living." A past-time I love, maybe not more than playing games, but I love nonetheless. My creativity, my imagination is second to none, and yet even though I don't possess the skill like Fred from Megatokyo to tap into it/make up for it when there is none to retrieve, I feel like this is what I want to do.
But the real question is, CAN I GO ALL THE WAY?. Willing to try, yes. I do not offer much, but the chance of success is the real doubting answer here.
The plan, dashed and exposed to abrasion the moment it was conceived. Time will tell, will it not? Now I sign off, 10:34 AM. *sigh* we shall leave this for the moment.